the first time i wanted to kiss a girl i was only 13,
she was kind and happy and free,
she snuck into my dreams,
she bathed my thought with warm sunshine, dripping in honey like gold,
she was sweet and i always looked at her for too long,
she felt unreal, like i made her up
she wasn't necessarily gentle but she always somehow felt like glass,
like if i wasnt gentle she would shatter and id realize,

she was just in my head